Dai Pingbo waved at Lin Xian vigorously and smiled: "Lin Xian, come here!"
Chapter 43: Where are you going, come back to me!
Lin Xian stood up, smiled and walked forward.
Looking at him up and down, Zhang Jun said in amazement: "Young man, new graduate student?"
Before Lin Xian could answer, Dai Pingbo laughed and said, "You are no different from Lao Wang. They all regard him as a graduate student."
What is going on?
Zhang Jun was a little stunned, and his face was dazed.
"Introduction, this is Professor Zhang Jun, the dean of our Academy of Financial Sciences and Mathematical Sciences."
Dai Pingbo said, patted Lin Xian on the shoulder, and continued to introduce: "He is Lin Xian, a freshman in the Department of Finance."
Department of Finance?
Freshman?
Zhang Jun suddenly looked like he had seen a ghost.
If it is a graduate student in several colleges, he can still understand it, but a freshman in the finance department, this is nonsense.
But the facts are in front of him, and he can't tolerate his unbelief.
After a moment of stunned, he doubted: "Student Lin Xian, did you write this paper?"
"Yes!"
Lin Xian nodded and replied.
Zhang Jundong suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and said directly to the paper on the computer screen: "Can you explain this formula to me?"
"No problem!"
Lin Xian took the pen and paper in his hand, and said as he wrote: "This line of formula, I have omitted some steps in order to make the structure look concise."
Huh huh!
With the sound of the pen rubbing the paper, Lin Xian quickly wrote a dense line of formulas, which took up more than half of the A4 paper.
Looking at the formulas, Zhang Jundong's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself: "It turned out to be like this... it turned out to be like this."
Recovered, he hurriedly dragged the mouse, pointed at another line of formula, and continued to ask: "Is this line also abbreviated steps?"
"Yeah."
As Lin Xian said, he took out a piece of white paper again, quickly expanded the formula, and wrote down the detailed steps.
After reading it, Zhang Jundong and Dai Pingbo's doubts were solved.
Perfect!
It is a perfect proof, full of mathematical beauty.
After being amazed, Dai Pingbo suddenly felt suspicious: "Why do you abbreviate steps?
"Uh..."
Lin Xian took it for granted: "I see in the journal forums, many people say that the paper should be as concise as possible, otherwise it will be too long, and the professor and the reviewer will request to reject the manuscript for revision."
Zhang Jundong???
Dai Pingbo:???
After listening to his explanation, the two of them suddenly made a look like you were teasing me.
There is nothing wrong with this.
But the key is, can ordinary papers and conjecture proofs be the same?
Ordinary graduation thesis or academic thesis really requires conciseness, because the professor knows those tedious and lengthy knowledge points, and you don't need to show off.
But the proof of the guess is different. The paper that proves the guess is as detailed as possible. It is best to go into every step and every word in detail.
Zhang Jundong raised his eyebrows and said: "Old Dai, you haven't taught him how to write academic papers?"
"He is a freshman and he has only been in school for two months. I teach you a fart!" Dai Pingbo withdrew his mouth and said, Zhang Jundong couldn't help but twitch.
This sounded normal, but why did he always feel forced to wear it?
At this time, Lin Xian said openly: "Mr. Dai, Dean Zhang, is my paper okay? If there is no problem, I will leave first!"
"Where to go! You come back to me!"
Dai Pingbo pulled him back.
You TM made such a big thing, just pat your **** away, really, is this a pending paper?
Zhang Jundong recovered from the shock at this moment, his expression was extremely excited.
In fact, the status of Jincai Shuyuan is not high.
It is a college between one and two. Although it is helpful for finance and economics majors, it is just like that.
Therefore, the status of the academy is very embarrassing and not taken seriously, and the annual funding is pitifully small.
Now that the Jincai Mathematics Institute has existed in name only, think about it, the students of the Mathematics Mathematics Institute have already begun to learn Western neoclassical economics in their junior year. One can imagine how embarrassing it is.
Forced to change professional...
But there is no way otherwise, the student employment rate will always be solved, right?
But if a student proves Zhou's conjecture, the situation is completely different.
At that time, Zhang Jundong can be in front of the school leaders and say loudly: "Who said that the number of colleges can only be used for finance majors?"
If we do pure mathematics, we can also get results, and the results are high!
The right to speak, status, financial appropriation, reputation... all have it.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jundong grasped Lin Xian's hand and eagerly said, "Did Lin Xian consider changing his major? For example, mathematics."
Lin Xian raised his eyebrows, took out his hand calmly, and said with a smile: "Dean Zhang, I haven't thought of changing my major yet. After all, mathematics is just an interest."